Fargo.

I'll take you as far as I'm going
That's all I can say
I don't make promises about forever or when hell starts snowing
I take the long way back from Ralph's just to watch the street lamps glowing
I send presents to the future but they always come back unopened

Picking fights with my lover's family
I don't care if you don't know me, but you won't misunderstand me
Took the charge and stepped into the contact
Feet planted flat, sent sprawling out on my back

There's nothing like lack to make you wanna go run and hide
In a forty story building with cubicles inside
And spend your days parking in the same exact spot
Until they tear it down to build a bigger lot, who'd of thought

Rain in LA's like hearing Beck on the radio
Doesn't make sense but I smile when they play it though
On the hill the waters making curtains roll down the street
It's enough to make you believe there's victory in defeat

And not in a sarcastic way, but like
The way you used to have those thoughts that keep you up at night
Staring at the bottom face of the top bunk, thinking about
Christina M. and how you were maybe gonna ask her out

In a way that makes you think there's still money in all the meters
That makes you think maybe there's still time for us nonbelievers
And a row of green lights to anywhere we might belong
If you just shut your eyes and realized you were there all along

So gone
Hold on
Yeah

Contact, send me back
Scenes in my mind when I play it black
Go tell anyone
I don't wanna say it but it's gotta be done

Contact, send me back
I don't wanna fade but I gotta die
No one has gotta know
Still I guess I'll see it when I see it though

You never know how far you go until you’re going
You never know cold till you step in Fargo like the Cohens
I'm a Brett Favre throw away from being more than a no one
Like Odysseus told the cyclops, I'm nobody you can't cut me

There's nothing left to say so you don't have to say it
Imagine you're in seventh grade and don't want em to see your braces
There's a freeway open to anywhere we might belong
If you just shut your eyes and realized you were there all along

Contact, send me back
Cold in my mind when I play it black
No one has gotta know
I guess I'll see it when I see it though

Contact, send me back
Cold in my mind when I see it there
Same truth every time
History don't repeat but it still rhymes

Contact, send me back
Chills in my mind when I play it black
Hotel on the road
Nobody's gotta know

I don't wanna die like this
They don't wanna try but it's trying fish
Go tell anyone
Still a hundred proof till the devil comes